Page 15 of Save Me

“I have one request,” she said, her gaze meeting his head-on.

“O-kay…”

“No over the top theatrics, no obvious scenes to draw attention, and lastly…no more ass grabbing.” Then, crossing her arms, she awaited his response.

“Caught that, huh?” he said, giving her a boyish grin.

“Kind of hard not to,” she replied. “You’ve got big hands and they linger.”

His smile grew. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.” And, with a shrug, he took her hand and led them toward the store. “Those strawberry milkshakes aren’t going to make themselves.

ChapterThree

It was well after midnight and Ryleigh couldn’t sleep.

She came right home after Ryker dropped her off at the pub two hours ago,and her mind hadn’t stopped racing since.

Part of her wanted to be mad at him for the butt grabbing, but she couldn’t. Not after the way she had essentially thrown herself at him and kissed him like her life depended on it

And in that moment, it felt like it had.

She just wished she hadn’t enjoyed it so much.

Leave it to Ryker to be a spectacular kisser.

Dammit.

Ugh…I need a new word.

It was too late to call her sister, but there was a good chance that Ivy was working the night shift.

Ryleigh: Hey! You up?

She wasn’t holding out much hope, but even if there was the slightest chance that her best friend was awake and could talk, she had to take it.

Ivy: Yeah. At the station. Everything okay?

Ivy: Do I need to come get you?

Ivy: Was Ryker a jerk?

It took her a minute to remember that she texted both Ivy and Arianna earlier to let them know what was going on.

And how she never sent them an update.

“Crap.”

Ryleigh: Everything’s fine. Sort of. I’m home and can’t sleep.

Ivy: What’s going on?

Ryleigh: Ugh…where do I even begin?

Ivy: Uh-oh. That doesn’t sound good.

Ivy: Do we need to actually talk?

Ryleigh: Is that allowed? I don’t want to get you into trouble

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